Luyện nghe bài hát U Mad (Young Luxenberg Club Edit)

Ooh I don't need either
Ooh don't wanna talk it
Ooh like I don't, like I don't know
I don't know nobody
I guess I
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh oh you mad, huh?)

Oh oh, she gon' be mad right? Ain't too bad, right?
Wanna catch that cab, right? back that bag, right?
I guess that she gon' go buy herself that purse
I'm back on my shit and this aint what you want. Shout out to Lil Durk
I'm the villain, no I'm just chillin'
Tryna stack these 20s, 50s, hundreds, millions, to the
Mary, all I need, pussy, money, weed
And all my women in doubles, I'm at the
All I hear callin' out wildin', on the road like every day
We everywhere, any day and anywhere the money say
No questions, no questions please, just on your
Blow, sneeze, bitch shut up, don't breathe
Gasp, on the gas, 'til I crash, autopsy that nigga mashed
All praise to Allah, not Ramadan but bitches fast
in the party, pull up her skirt, then skrr
Who her? I her name

Ooh I don't, like I don't know nobody
Ooh like I don't, like I know nobody
Ooh like, ooh like I don't know
I don't know nobody, like I don't know nobody
(Oh you mad, huh?)
I I don't
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh oh you mad, huh?)

There go lawsuit
In court so much, man I went to law school
Everybody brawlin', it was all
'Til I hit the bartender with the
I don't fuck with fake dudes wearin' fake
I just talked to 2 and he said, "tru"
I like MJ, I'm in his shoes
I'm talkin' Jordan, this is how we do
a nigga head and then I lay low
These niggas ass-water, get the
She ain't really bad, she a photo
I should this bitch, she so damn good at Photoshop
Lexapro got me drowsy than a heart attack
I think they finally think they got me where they me at
I got seven hundred in my inbox
What that I ain't callin' nobody back

Ooh I don't, like I don't know nobody
Ooh like I don't, like I don't nobody
Ooh like, ooh like I don't know
Like I don't know nobody, like I don't know
I guess I
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh oh you mad, huh?)

I be catchin' too many stares this evening, God but God knows I'm on a roll
At the Louvre in Paris, still be on the block like a store
Ain't my fault you ain't the man, a plan, man it was planned
They sleeping on me long flights, I pop a Xan on the way to France
Paparazzi like, "oh that's him!", pour that gin, get faded
like it's no tomorrow, what's today? I'm in the Matrix
Hater, please let me my life, swear to God I be tryna do right
But if she bad I might hit a in the elevator like Ray Rice
Uh, y'all pay the price, I pay the difference, it's different
money, ain't nothin' different, gunshots and jumpin' fences
Hold on I'm tryna get loose, don't get shit confused
Ask Don C, I've been lit, this 'Ye just lit the fuse
Now I'm on fire, go quiet (sshhh)
Like where was you last week? My nigga the fuck was you
Like I was on my arm I'm on my side
South side, I'm down to start a

Ooh like I don't, I don't know nobody
Ooh like I don't, like I don't nobody
Ooh like, ooh like I don't nobody
Like I don't know nobody, like I don't know
(Oh you mad, huh?)
I guess I
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh you mad, huh?)
(Oh oh you mad, huh?)